Tears stung Adriana's eyes as she watched from the weather-stained deck of the Black Pearl as her fathers' ship sank slowly into the sea. She could hear Jack wandering around shouting orders, Anamaria cursing from the helm, and Gibbs yelling at them both. But they were the least of her worries right now. "Gibbs, keep an eye on tha deck, mate. Make sure it gets cleaned, savvy?" "The wind is bloody fightin' us, Jack! Lower tha sails!" "Keep an eye on the deck? I'll bloody keep an eye on it. Where's me rum?" "No rum 'til we get to port, boyo, and that'll be around nightfall." Adriana looked over the railing, hanging her torso over slightly. This caught the attention of Jack, who walked (in the broadest sense of the word) over to her and gripped her shoulder, pulling her back three or so paces. "Don't go throwin' yerself overboard now lass. I'm not keen on swimmin' in this weather." He looked out to the horizon, and at the approaching clouds. "Jack!" Yelled Anamaria. "We're gonna need more help in tha riggin'!" "Savvy!" he hollered back over the rising winds. "Miss Hawk, you an' Ana'll need ta help out in the rigging, savvy? She'll show ye what to do." Anamaria jumped from the helm, and took Adriana. Jack took to the helm, frowning and swinging the wheel violently to the port side. Adriana nearly fell from the ropes to which she clung, Gibbs swore loudly beneath her, grabbing the railing in an attempt to keep upright, and Anamaria was already nearly at the top of the mast, shouting orders to the others caught in the winds. Below her, Mr. Cotton's parrot squawked indigently. The gale blew his feathers about, and the poor bird was most unhappy. With a flap of his magnificent wings, he left Cotton's shoulder to take shelter under the stairs. Seconds later, the rain came down in torrents on their heads. Even this didn't deter Captain Jack Sparrow. He simply removed his hat and stood on it to prevent it from flying away, and started to sing in a jolly loud voice. "Yo ho, yo ho, drink up me 'arties yo ho! A pirates life for me! We pillage, we plunder, pilfer and loot." The waves crashing upon the sides of the boat grew higher and higher still. Adriana and Anamaria had finally secured some of the ropes, and now made a slow and steady course for the deck. Suddenly, a huge wave crashed upon the helm, and Jacks' song was cut short. With a gasp barely heard to Adriana, Anamaria dropped to the deck and ran forwards, grabbing the freely spinning wheel.

Jack had been washed overboard.

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A/N: Thanks so much to my reviewers. You guys are awesome. Sorry it took so long, my muse got run over. He's better now. (